Every year the Jewish Book Council organises a Jewish junior school poetry competition in the run up to Jewish Book Week.
Prizes are awarded in two categories: for those in school years 3-4, and those in years 5-6. The first prize in each category is a £40 book token, and there will also be two prizes of £20 book tokens for the runners-up in each category.£50 book tokens will be awarded to schools that send in over 50 entries. The competition will be judged by a panel including top children's authors and some other experts in the field.
This year's theme is 'Colours', information on how to enter will be out very soon.
2006 Winning Poets:
Years 3-4
First Prize: Sam Rabin (Moriah Jewish Day School, Pinner) ‘The Mole’
Second Prize: Molly Kay (King David Junior School, Manchester) ‘Autumn is Here’
Third Prize: Francesca Hilton (King David Junior School, Manchester) ‘Autumn Poem’
Years 5-6
First Prize: Louisa Sober (Moriah Jewish Day School, Pinner) ‘Nature’
Second Prize: Ariel Tamman (Kerem School, London) ‘Nature’
Joint Third Prize:
Libby Viner (Moriah Jewish Day School, Pinner) ‘I am the Earth’
Yocheved Gehler (Menorah Primary School, London) ‘My Pets.’
The Poems…..
The Mole
Sam Rabin
Down in his burrow,
The mole lurks,
It turns summer
And he pokes his
Head out of the burrow
He stops, he hears the
Steps of the troubling dog
He fits his head back in, OUCH!
An insane boy treads on his burrow,
He pokes his head out again.
He steps outside and wanders
Like a lost soldier, he spies
On the juicy worm,
CRUNCH! One less
Worm in the world.
Suddenly he hears it,
The over-enthusiastic
Girl “Ma, Ma, look at that
Mole, isn’t he cute!”
He hides,
She’s gone,
He hears the,
Wailing owl,
He crawls,
Back to the burrow,
Steps inside.
All in a day’s work for a mole!
Autumn is Here
Molly Kay
Big and little leaves whirling around.
Going everywhere.
Not making a sound.
There’s so many colours like red, orange and brown.
And when they fall off the trees.
They twist and turn and go all the way down.
The days get shorter and the nights get long.
And when you hear the wind whistling.
It’s like a song.
In Autumn it gets colder.
The trees shed their leaves
And the wind becomes bolder.
Autumn is here.
And
I am another year older.
My Autumn Poem
Francesca Hilton
Autumn comes
Dull and dark
Howling winds pull apart
The lovely trees of summer.
Hovering like the seagulls
They zig zag down
Red, Orange
And Golden brown.
Multi coloured rain drops,
Fall from grey skies They dance and twirl
Before your eyes.
BANG! ZOOM! HISS! AND BOOM!
Fire works flash past your bedroom
The smell of burning fills the air
Hold a sparkler if you dare.
After autumn winds
Winter snow
Then spring awakens
And flowers grow.
Nature
Louise Sober
It’s not in my dog’s nature
To eat the pencil,
It’s not in my cat’s nature
To chase the dog,
It’s not in my fish’s nature
To do what I say,
It’s not in my rabbit’s nature
To swing on the light,
BUT they do it anyway.
Nature
Ariel Tamman
My teacher told me write a poem
About nature I thought disability My teacher thought not because it was
Not linked with nature I thought
Creation because that’s where nature
began. My teacher thought not
because too many others had done
it. I thought hard. What is nature? I
thought Nature is the crystal
mountains over looking the sky. I
thought nature is the blushing
blossom of the cherry tree. I thought
nature is the white rapid horses of
the sea rushing towards the sway
beach. My teacher said I write it
down, so I wrote about nature.
I Am The Earth
Libby Viner
I am the earth
With green leaves as my eyes,
I am the earth
With a tree as my nose.
I am the earth
With long roads as my hair,
I am earth
With a river as my lips
I am the earth
With countries as my teeth,
I am the earth
With sky as my body.
I am the earth
Who looks after you,
I am the earth
So please can you treat me well?
My Pets
Yocheved Gehler
There are so many creatures that I like to meet
Some of them are scary and some of them are sweet
My family never know what I’ll bring into the house
One day it’s a hippo, the next could be a mouse
Upstairs in my mother’s bedroom she found an armadillo
Fast asleep and snoring loudly on her silky pillow
My sister woke one day to find a very grumpy llama
She screamed so much it took us all, half a day to calm her
I went into the kitchen to make my dad some tea
I’m sure he doesn’t mind to have to share it with my flea
When my granny came to stay I took her woolly scarf
I thought it would look so cute upon my pet giraffe
My baby sister went to play with her very best toy
Only to find that my tarantula had had a little boy
All in all, it is really quite sad
That my interest in animals drives everyone else mad. |
